The Feast Lyrics

Thy Disease The Feast

You scent is there
Filled with the opposites
I swallow you, it come from within

Open me more talking cursed way again
Crawling up your flesh
Raptor's desire of killing

Dreams of human sacrifice
Thoughts soaked with your fear

It's a misunderstanding
You're still alive
Kneel down helpless whore
Mayhem-Ed, shattered

Feed my obsession tempt me with your wounds
I'll give you mean torture
Talking satisfaction again and again

Spread your legs wide
You climax with my knife
Rapped, half dead slut

I will feed my obsession
With dismembered corpse